"Right..." Felicia replied, not really surprised to know that Michio will be slacking off. The red-head on the other hand was quite excited about the assignment as she always did love to build decks, before she settled on her Red Dragons. "I suppose I'll go to the library some time. Maybe I can find some fusion monsters to add to my current deck." She thinks to herself as Yumi dismisses the class. "Wha-hey, watch it!" Felicia grumbled as Michio suddenly stands up, and passes her, almost making her think that Michio tried to present her ass was a conscious decision rather than an accident. Soon enough as the students left, Felicia stands up to leave as well. Thanking Yumi for the class, and for her guidance in deck building. If professor Itou doesn't need anything, Felicia goes to her final class for the day.
"Excellent..." Yumi leans back in her chair, putting her legs up on the desk. Her long lower limbs, crossed at the shins, frame her body beautifully. "We'll begin slowly. Lock my door." She orders. "Then, you are going to aid my relaxation. You can start with taking off my shoes." Her feet sit in the air just above the wooden piece of furniture, the professor's calves on the desk.
Spoiler: Perception Roll 19+10(Cold Reading)=29 fail "Hm? No, everything is fine." Angelica says, stepping through the threshold. "We talked over lunch. I will be seeing her regularly for a while." She looks slightly uncomfortable, but uses Julia's apparent exhaustion to distract herself. "Are you feeling well?"
Julia didn't feel like there was much to worry about with Sayen, and her mind was too strained to fully focus. Julia didn't really try to pass herself as better with just them. "Not...entirely." Julia pretty quickly went back to sitting on the bed, closing the door behind her after Angelica went in. "As it turns out, using so much magic in a short time takes a lot out of you. It's actually lucky that this is the only side effect so far."
The professor catches Felicia's attention as the student descends the rows of desks. "A moment, Miss Matthews?" Yumi waits for the last stragglers to exit before continuing. "So...you and Michio?" The white-haired woman asks coyly. "In the middle of class, no less. How brazen!" She giggles airily. "How are you feeling, Felicia? Did Carley or Dinah give you any trouble?"
Hearing Yumi mention what they were doing earlier, Felicia froze. "T-that was just her messing around!" She replied, completely flustered, her voice had a bit more volume to it as they were now alone. "I'm... fine. I left Dinah with Michio. And Carley... we won't have to worry about her again." The red-head tells Yumi what she told Michio about what happened to her "broodmother."
"What do you mean?" The former cultist looks concerned. "Please lie down." She pats the bed. "I will fetch a glass of water. Do you have any soup or broth?" Angelica leaves the bedroom before Julia can answer or protest, returning with a glass of water a few seconds later. "It seems I will be staying with you for at least one more night." She jokes mirthfully.
Julia does as asked to lay down, and shook her head. "It's not a cold. It's just physical strain." Her voice was polite though, not really minding Angelica's attempts to help, though as she spoke, Julia remembered. "That's right. We didn't cover that. Pretty sure Yumi would be fine with you going back to blue when you want, so it shouldn't be too much of an issue."
"Call it what you will. I prefer the term foreplay, personally." Yumi's smile fades as Felicia informs her of Carley's fate. "I see. I am...disappointed that I did not have a chance to punish her transgressions. Next time your spirit desires a 'broodmother,' I will join you." The professor insists, entirely serious.
Adam turns and heads to the door, locking it with a click and then testing the handle, before turning back to her, feeling himself grow hard as he looks at his teacher. The domme thing suits you. I wonder if you'll be so composed when I'm fucking your brains out, though? "Yes, mistress." He kneels and gently removes her heels, savouring the sight of her nylon clad legs.
"Uuuh." Felicia whimpers hearing Yumi's reply, Is everyone really so sexually open? A-am I the weird one? She thinks to herself, pondering if she should just go and accept Michio's offers. But as the professor mentions Carley's punishments, and the additional broodmother. "I think she's being punished enough, I mean, she'll have to spend the rest of her life giving birth to... insects." The red-head whispers, "A-and I'll keep that in mind, for now I think Uru is satisfied with one."
"Either way, warm soup will restore some of your strength." Angelica insists. "Speaking of Professor Itou, she will be providing me with a better-fitting uniform. Do you want anything else?"
(Sorry, this whole week remains hard on my focus.) "Not right now." Julia felt too tired to really make any real arguments. "There's still a lot more that needs to get done, but....another day."
"It feels so wonderful to be freed of such confining clothing." Yumi eyes Adam's inflating bulge. "Perhaps I will grant you the opportunity to feel the same relief..." She says slyly. "Come massage my shoulders. They grow quite tense most days."
"Very generous, mistress..." Adam rushes to move behind her, pretending his haste is out of devotion, when really he has to hide the grin that breaks out as he sees where her eyes are pointed. Act as haughty as you want, you still want what I have... He rubs her shoulders firmly, working the knots from her tired muscles.
"Yes, but personally avenging her wrongs would have been so much more...cathartic for me." Yumi looks distantly past Felicia for a moment, lost in memory. "No matter." She shakes her head. "You ought to start on your way to your next class. I have a couple of things to do anyway. Have a good rest of the day, Felicia." The professor gives her a kind smile.
"I see, I'll keep that in mind for next time we meet a villain." Felicia replied, unsure if they'll even meet someone as twisted as Carley again. With that, she heads out to go to her next class, this time more conscious of her short skirt. Felicia walks at a brisk pace to avoid making her skirt roll up her curvy hips.
[It's alright.] Angelica leaves for the kitchenette, returning a while later with a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup. "Here you are." She sets it on the nightstand. "I will be in the other room working on schoolwork. Shout if you want anything." The young woman leave Julia to recover for now.
"Thank you." Finally hoping to get some rest unintterupted, she goes to sleep, aiming to properly get a chance to recover before dealing with the mountain of other things she still needs.
"Mmm~" She relaxes into his ministrations. "You are quite good with your hands..." Yumi keeps him at it for a while, the knots gradually disappearing as he kneads her sinew. "That is sufficient. You may cease." She dictates, shifting her bare feet back to the floor. "Kneel under the desk. There is yet one more type of tension which requires your service."
